Chapter 35 Would You Still...?

I couldn't waste any more time as soon as the next day arrived, I had to report to Dexter everything that had happened till now.

Unlike my promise to return home last night, I slept out with Hannah, and the result was fifty-eight missed calls from Dexter.

It would have been fifty-nine but I picked up the last one and my ears were almost destroyed by his scolding over the phone.

"Where are you right now?" He asks, despite the report from his men which states that I was far from home and at a hotel.

I'm pretty certain he got that message because I was present and asked his men to personally call Dexter before me and tell him that I wasn't returning last night.

It was immediately after reporting to Dexter that he sort of ended my life with non-stop calls even while knowing that I was refusing to pick up the call.

"I told you, I'm in a hotel, I'm doing my best so I can leave for work this morning. I'll meet you there so you have nothing to worry about," I tell him while putting on my make